Then, I got soaked to the bone.

I felt deceived today!  The rain went away for a while, and I saw our neighborhood “hot running guy” run through, so I figured if it was good enough for him, it was good enough for me.  I got myself ready, stretched, and took to the road.  I saw the dog walking people, and the dog running stroller-lady.  I thought I was in good company, so I headed for the greenway.

I break through the other side of one of those greenway tunnels.  It starts misting, no big deal.  Then it’s just lightly sorta-raining.  Then all hell breaks loose.  I was a full 15 minutes away from the house no matter how you slice it.  Have you ever had to walk in such furious rain, that you could barely keep your eyes open? I have.  I actually remember the exact moment when I was so soaked that the rain pierced my underwear.  Literally soaked to the bone.

As I was walking past Chavis Heights, an older man had turned in front of me with an umbrella, smoking a cigarette.  He slowed down, and offered to walk with me as long as he could with his umbrella.  His name was Renaldo.  It definitely wasn’t social distanced, but here we were, two people in a straight up and down pouring type of rain, dodging puddles, me soaked through the skin.  There is a time and a place for everything.  I hope that whoever the powers that be decide that me, this man, and this umbrella are going to be okay.  I just couldn’t say no to a man, coming out of a housing project, with a cane and an umbrella who WAITED for me, just so he could be helpful.  Couldn’t do it.

I learned that he was a vet, and he felt lucky to have gotten one of those nice, new apartments in Chavis Heights (and it really is very nice).  He told me that they have a key fob to get in and whenever I go by, there are always people sitting out on their little patios, which all look beautiful and spring-like with plants and little tables and chairs.  I was also pleased with myself that I didn’t want to ask him for a cigarette lol.  It was nice to see that there are still kind, helpful people out there.

When I got home, I had to literally peel my clothes off, and they were so wet that I rung them out in the sink like rags.  I’m glad that I went hard for my first 15 minutes because my walk back trying not to bust my ass or land in a puddle definitely brought my average speed down, but at least it wasn’t cold outside.

The rest of the day was nothing so crazy, read some of my book “Animal, Vegetable, Miracle” by Barbara Kingsolver.  Had a very frank and informative talk with my nibling, Devin.  Made black bean burgers tonight because we hadn’t had them in a long time.  Watched a movie called “Uncut Gems” with Adam Sandler in it that I actually really didn’t enjoy.  I hate watching people gamble over sports- I dated someone like that for a while and it was the most miserable thing to watch someone go through.  It is also miserable to go to a bookie’s house, because it just is.  In any case, that movie took me back to a time of life that I would never want to relive.

It’s Friday!  That doesn’t mean much to a lot of folks, but if you’re one of the ones that it means something to, Happy Friday!


Then Some Folks Got Mask Cray…

I typically don’t check social media until well after midnight.  Why?  This is the time of my day where 1.)No one is in the office 2.)I need to be quiet because my husband is sleeping 3.)There is nothing else to do.

Today I got a surprise.  I didn’t make it very far in my newsfeed before I saw my first “Making me wear a mask to go in a store is discrimination” post.  Okay, lemme clear this up for everyone real quick.  Store owners can actually kick you out for whatever reason they want to- just most of them don’t because they aren’t dicks or don’t want the publicity.  Your bartender can ask you to leave if you’re drunk already, or simply because you are known for causing trouble.  Well, a store can also ask you to not enter or leave if they want you to be wearing a mask.  It’s that simple.  You aren’t getting them “shut down” for that in this climate, it’s just not happening.

I was genuinely shocked by how many folks seem to think that this is a “civil rights issue”, no asshats, it’s a health and safety issue.  If you won’t wear a mask in a store, EVEN if they’re providing them, then go to another store.  There are a handful of reasons where a doctor may recommend that someone not wear a mask, and that is okay.  People with those reasons do still appreciate that other people are wearing masks, and are, from the people who I know who can’t wear masks, very willing to get supplies from a different place if they need to.  I seriously do have people in my feed who aren’t supposed to wear masks, but none of them have decided that their civil rights have been violated.  This mask wearing isn’t forever, it’s a temporary state.

Today I ventured out with my trusty mask to go to the Farmer’s Market (so much better during the week), the seafood market (also so much better during the week), and to pick up our “Produce Project” box.  I wore my mask, used gloves which were provided at the Seafood Market, and now that I found some hand sanitizer, made sure to use it in-between.  I do understand that wonderful breath that you take when you get that mask off, I really do.  You might be getting pretty used to the mask thing, but that sweet, cool first breath is pretty awesome, I’ll admit.

It was cold and rainy today, and my calves were still hurting, so I made due with walking the dog twice in the neighborhood in my galoshes and umbrella get-up.  I am pleased to report that my resistance bands really did give some of my arm muscles a workout and I had some arm soreness today too! Tomorrow is supposed to be another soggy day, so I’m going to work on some resistance stuff on different muscle groups, but I cannot wait to get back out into nature!  I heard that pools may be opening up- the only thing that I would want a pool for is to finally be able to take a regular water aerobics class.  I crave one of those.  Otherwise, I don’t know how they’re gonna keep those kids from being all up on each other.  Sounds like germ city.


How Ready Are You For Phase 2?

Guidelines are already out for what is looking to be Phase 2 of reopening, but is anyone really ready for that?  First of all, it’s going to be bringing people back to work, some of which may not be ready to put themselves at that much risk (I mean, it’s not like March was ALL THAT LONG AGO).  Second off, yes, I miss restaurants, but do I think that I could relax and eat in one after all this? Oh hell no!

It will be at 50% capacity and with only a handful of tables.  The staff will all be in masks and we will be wearing them until the food gets there.  There are a ton of additional rules (which are great), but personally?  Every mask I see, plastic fork where this used to be a “nice restaurant”, and neighbor 6 feet away is going to remind me that we are in a pandemic, and there is no way I could be comfortably eating out in public in that.  Not to mention how people are just waiting to be able to abuse restaurant workers again, but now it’s going to be all of the worst of the worst.  The “don’t tread on me” crowd, the people who are going to ask to speak to a manager and show their asses.  This is going to bring out “Raleigh’s Finest”, I’m sure.

Official List Of Reopening Guidelines, click here!!!

I miss City Market Sushi.  I miss Bida Manda too.  Maybe being able to have their dining rooms open means that they will also be able to do some take out again (I understand why that wasn’t a viable option for them), and I will definitely partake in that take out, but I don’t know when I will ever feel okay sitting inside a restaurant.  I’m sure sitting outside on a patio will come (for me), way before sitting inside of one will.

On a different note, I want to tell you all that I love rain.  I have always loved rain.  I love the sound of it, the smell of it.  I know that we need it and I love it for the plants.  Today was the first day in a very long time that I felt perturbed by rain because I didn’t get to go out and walk/jog/run.  I needed to have a day off from it, you’re supposed to take those, but I find it difficult to do.  Do you find it difficult to take “rest days”?  I know that you have to let your muscles heal, but I can’t help but feel just lazy.  I did do some arm exercises today with my bandy thingies.  My arms aren’t what hurt, it’s my calves, which are so incredibly sore, so yes, I know it is necessary, but it still makes me feel like a lazy-butt.  I made sure to eat plenty of protein so these calves will hurry up and heal.

I tried to do some burpees today, and discovered 4 reps in that my right part of my abdominal muscles hurt, and not in that satisfying way, in that “no, you should give us the day off too” way.  It’s supposed to rain all day tomorrow too, and I may have to clear out some room in my living room (there is no space for exercise in there), and try to find some yoga on some channel somewhere (or YouTube, I’m not picky).  My kingdom for an indoor water aerobics class :/.  I wonder if future me will be a gym rat when I grow up?  I could see it happening now, where I couldn’t before.  Well, enjoy the rain, folks, and order take-out.  I’m not feeling this “let’s all sit around in masks and pretend nothing is wrong” vibe that N.C. is giving off.